After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus.

"Mianmian, don't get too close to him. He was hung on the wall for being a pervert on the first day of school."

"Yes, Mianmian, you have no idea what he did..."

"That guy is so annoying, don't let him fool you."

As soon as Xu Mianmian approached, the "plastic sisters" immediately became anxious.

It's not easy to find a beauty queen in the group of girlfriends. From now on, we can take her out for meals and shopping together. It would be very prestigious to call her my best friend.

Moreover, they were indeed frightened by Shen Nianxi yesterday. Even if Shen Nianxi was too lazy to argue with them, they still wanted to find someone to stand up for them.

After all, they had offended Zhang Chen, and judging others by their own petty standards, they always felt that Zhang Chen would try every means to retaliate.

Xu Mianmian comes from a wealthy family and is the kind of girl that boys like the most. She'll be a powerful figure at school sooner or later, so we have to win her over.

"You bitch!" Li Yu couldn't help but curse. "You've given them too much face, always pointing fingers at everything they do."

"Dust, watch me take down these guys!"

"Forget it," Zhang Chen shook his head and laughed. "Stop nagging. Anyway, college isn't like high school, and you're not close to your classmates."

"Biyang, you have no idea, they were being sarcastic and sarcastic in the class group chat all day yesterday. There are only forty people in our class, and they've already created more than two hundred small groups in just two days since the start of the semester," Li Yu said angrily.

This fits the persona; this is how a regular member of the Little Red Book committee is, as they say, "We came for team building."

"The little master is right~"

Xu Mianmian blinked her big, bright eyes and looked at Zhang Chen with admiration. "I remember, my little master once said something..."

"If they talk about you behind your back, you should know that you are actually ahead of them."

Zhang Chen was slightly taken aback; he didn't remember saying such a thing.

Li Yu looked equally confused. "What do you mean?"

"Three hundred years ago, it was this very phrase that kept me going... um..."

Before Xu Mianmian could finish speaking, Zhang Chen covered her mouth.

Seeing this, Li Yu became upset again. "Old Chen, tell me the truth, are you Ning An's illegitimate son from the underworld? How come you know every beautiful woman?"

"Uh...it's a long story." Zhang Chen said, noticing the rabbit licking his hand, the delicate touch sending shivers down his spine.

Two seconds later, Xu Mianmian broke free from Zhang Chen's hand, but did not let go. Instead, she pressed her rosy cheek against Zhang Chen's hand.

This scene stunned the chattering group of "plastic sisters" not far away, and the scene instantly fell silent.

The little rabbit, oblivious to its surroundings, enjoyed the warmth from three hundred years ago.

The moment she saw Zhang Chen, she wondered if he was that person.

Now finally...

However, Xu Mianmian did not linger on this moment. Noticing her hand retracting, she reluctantly let go of Zhang Chen's hand.

She knew her place; she was but a tiny, insignificant drop in the ocean of that great man's long life.

Just by pressing itself against the adult's palm, the rabbit used up all the courage it had accumulated over three hundred years, and forgot all the grievances and hardships it had endured for three hundred years.

Xu Mianmian looked up at Zhang Chen once, twice, three times... Finally, she shyly rubbed her reddened eyes, stood on tiptoe, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Little master, this little demon possesses some supernatural powers. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Zhang Chen snapped out of his daze and realized that he would be getting another rabbit at home.

It's still a human-shaped rabbit, the kind that can accompany him to and from school and to and from bed.

"What supernatural powers do you possess?"

"Looking for someone," Xu Mianmian said shyly, "This is the only supernatural power I, a little monster, possess..."

She learned this supernatural power during her three-hundred-year search.

The meaning of her life was to repay the kindness of the adult who gave her a second life, and naturally she learned the supernatural ability to "find people".

but...

This person, however, had suffered amnesia for some unknown reason.

The kindness she had cherished for three hundred years... all seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Moreover... the way this amnesiac adult wants her to repay him... is still to... take advantage of her body.

Thinking of this, Xu Mianmian clutched her chest to calm herself down. Fortunately, although she was the most promiscuous rabbit demon, she had always kept herself pure because of her obsession with repaying kindness. Since the master wanted it, she would give it to him.

However, her demonic power was weak, and her transformed body was petite; this adult could even pick her up and spank her...

Being petite doesn't hinder mating... but in the demon realm, size and strength are traditionally considered beautiful. I wonder if humans share the same preferences...

She wasn't afraid of being bullied a thousand times, even if adults treated the rabbit as a tool. She was only afraid of being disliked and losing all value in being bullied.

"It did come in handy." Zhang Chen nodded. "I'll ask you for a small favor when we get home tonight."

"Going home? Really, really?" Xu Mianmian bit her lower lip, flattered and surprised.

"Really?...Where else would you like to go?"

"No..." Xu Mianmian's eyes seemed to draw out delicate threads, "They say a cunning rabbit has three burrows, but I've never had a home. Thank you for taking me in..."

Perhaps having a family gave her a greater sense of security, which led her to change her address from "Little Master" to "Master".

"Just treat this as your own home, but I have a lot of monsters in my house, so please don't fight..."

"Well, sir, what I mean by 'helping out' is... if you don't mind, I practiced my tongue skills last night, and if you have the time and inclination..."

"?"

Li Yu suddenly twisted his neck and glared at him with a ferocious expression:

"What are you babbling about, Lao Chen? What do you mean, 'The new female classmate is going to go home with you tonight'? Is that even Chinese?"

"No, no... I'm going to stay at my parents' house for the night," Xu Mianmian explained shyly and nervously.

"Sir? Why don't you call me master?"

"That's fine too..." Xu Mianmian said shyly.

Li Yu was even more desperate. "Chen, don't tell me you know Lin Yinmeng too. Please don't stand at attention during military training later, okay? Aren't you exempt from training? Go to the dorm and enjoy the air conditioning. I'm begging you."

Why?

"Because Lin Yinmeng's team will be here to film later, to record military training videos for our school for free, and to find suitable amateur actors for the videos."

"After all, people who can still be on camera during military training must be good-looking, and I heard that the non-professionals they are recruiting this time need to be more masculine."

Li Yu got excited when he talked about this, straining his biceps: "When it comes to masculinity, I'm still top-notch."

Zhang Chen looked at Li Yu's thin arms and legs, finding it difficult to speak.

A short while later, the military training instructors arrived, and everyone lined up in formation.

The instructor arrived and immediately shouted out a set of commands in a loud voice, then ordered everyone to stand at attention:

"A photographer will be here today! Keep your movements to a minimum! Your appearance today reflects on the school tomorrow. Standing at attention properly might bring a pleasant surprise!"

Upon hearing this, the whispers in the group started to increase again; almost everyone knew that Lin Yinmeng had returned to school to film a music video.

Zhang Chen then realized that most people were wearing makeup, including not only the girls but also a few boys.

"Are you still hiring girls?"

"They'll definitely need to hire extras too, and it's not just for one male lead. I bet that sweet girl you were flirting with will be hired soon."

Li Yu couldn't suppress a smile as he spoke, "I was thinking, even if I'm not the male lead, I should at least be the second male lead, right?"

"This is a chance to get close to Lin Yinmeng, otherwise why are all the girls in the class wearing heavy makeup and their powder is cakey..."

"Quiet!" the instructor suddenly shouted.

The crowd quieted down, and soon after, several people riding balance bikes and holding cameras appeared on the playground...

Everyone held their breath, stood tall and straightened their backs, their expressions serious, their eyes fixed on the camera, as if they wanted to get close enough to film. Some even started elbowing each other, and were dragged out by the instructors.

Including the few Jiahaos who raced against him yesterday, their desire to perform was extremely strong.

Zhang Chen took everything in.

Sigh, everyone's so competitive right now. It seems like being competitive is ingrained in the genes of the Chinese.

It can only be said that life is like a Swiss roll; some people get the Swiss roll, and some people get the roll itself.

He stood quite casually, his attention completely elsewhere than on showing himself off.

He was simply staring at the group of photographers, trying to see if anyone he wanted to see was among them...

Or a demon.

As the photography team passed the corner of the track, Zhang Chen saw Zhao Fangyi.

And... behind her, a woman who was unusually well-covered even in the middle of summer.

Sunglasses, face mask, baseball cap, coat, scarf, and knee-high boots.

Hmm... I feel like my clothes are probably soaked with sweat. I hope I'm not wearing stockings.

Of course, if it's a monster, then it will smell delicious.

Zhang Chen stared intently, and at a certain moment, the other person seemed to make eye contact with him for a brief instant.

Suddenly, the woman, like a little girl captivated by toys in a supermarket, stared blankly at this spot.

It was Zhao Fangyi who pushed him, and only then did the other person manage to move his feet with difficulty.

"Holy crap, I got it! I got it!" Li Yu was overjoyed. "Old Chen, that's definitely Lin Yinmeng. She was looking at me just now. This is it!"

Zhang Chen nodded but did not respond.

as predicted.

[List of Yokai Included]

[Previous female demon from a past life already included: Nightingale (Lin Yinmeng)]

[Triggering past events...]

...

"Yinmeng, just leave the filming to us. You're dressed like a dumpling, won't people recognize you at a glance?"

Zhao Fangyi complained as she brought over a glass of cold water, fanning the stunningly beautiful woman in black stockings in front of her.

This "mature woman" has a pair of phoenix eyes with upturned eyeliner at the corners, naturally formed under-eye bags, full lips, and a high, straight nose. She has an extremely heroic appearance and is the kind of stunning beauty that makes people want to kneel down and submit at first glance.

She sat in front of the vanity mirror, her skin, pale and cool, now flushed a light pink from the heat. The pink spread to her neck, and beads of sweat trickled down her body, peeking out from between her small white tank top and her pants...

Sweat dripped onto her legs, which were tightly encased in black stockings, and glistened as the mature woman swayed her long, slender legs without a care for her image.

However, despite her breathtaking beauty that kept people at a distance, she was currently holding a small fan, sticking out her little pink tongue, and breathing warm air onto it...

"It's so hot... Waaah..."

The already beautiful sound, after being processed by the fan, produced a melodious tone.

"You're a big star, please," Zhao Fangyi snatched her small fan away. "Mind your image, okay?"

"You insist on coming out for a stroll in this sweltering heat. Sigh, you get upset when you sweat. I'm also wondering why you're wearing stockings?"

"He likes to watch it."

"?"

"Who are you trying to impress with this, my big star..." Zhao Fangyi sighed. "You're almost twenty-three, sister, how can you be more childish than me?"

"If word got out that the famous Lin Yinmeng never shows her face because of social anxiety... and is afraid to face the camera, who could stand that?"

"Fangyi, thank you for your hard work," Lin Yinmeng comforted her gently. "But this time, I have to be willful just this once."

"It was already quite capricious of them to decide to shoot this music video," Zhao Fangyi said, rubbing her forehead.

"I still have some money on me. If the profits aren't good this time, you can share your wages with everyone, and take the rest with you to pay for your mother's medical treatment."

Lin Yinmeng smiled gently; her sweet voice and warm smile were clearly at odds with her appearance, yet they created a unique and captivating chemistry.

"Are you really planning on this being your last dance, my dear?!"

Zhao Fangyi's voice trembled, "I don't understand. Accepting contracts and investments from those companies, or taking on some gigs, is completely harmless. You have the ability to fight for independent creative rights, and no one would dare to bother you."

"Now, because you have no backing, all sorts of shady characters dare to bully you... This is capital forcing you to submit. You can't just rely on fan donations every time you release a new song... At least sell an album, what kind of nonsense is it to give every song away for free..."

"I'm different." Lin Yinmeng swung her little feet and slowly pulled off her slightly damp stockings. "I sing, never to make money or to become famous."

"What else could it be for?" Zhao Fangyi said in despair. "Yinmeng, if you retire like this, everyone will be very sad."

"But I can't write any more songs," Lin Yinmeng murmured. "All along, I've just been plagiarizing the songs he wrote for me, but I can't remember so many of them..."

"But you still wrote a new song, didn't you? It's really good!"

"Because I remembered him." Lin Yinmeng sat down on the chair with her knees bent, pretending to be relaxed, like a wounded little bird hugging herself.

I sing so that one day, he might be able to hear me.

"Who exactly is he...?"

"Hmm...he's a really, really bad person." Lin Yinmeng narrowed her eyes, scrolling through her phone, searching for someone's figure in the video she had just filmed.

Seeing Lin Yinmeng like this, Zhao Fangyi couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up:

"Yinmeng, I have something to tell you. Hongjin, do you remember him? He also graduated from our school. His father is a shareholder of Hongshi Entertainment and wants to take full control of the production of our new song, the shooting of the music video, and the subsequent promotion... This amount to at least 20 million."

"That's a lot of money." Lin Yinmeng was still looking at her phone.

"Twenty million, Yinmeng. He just wants a role as the male lead. If you don't like it, we can cut and modify the script with a romantic pairing, make it more abstract, and not let you have any contact with him. We'll film it separately..."

"I just talked to him. He won't make any changes to our team or make things difficult for us. He's just a rich kid who wants to have some fun... This money is even enough for us to release several more albums. Yinmeng, what do you think..."

"No," Lin Yinmeng said firmly. "I don't want to."

"Why? I don't understand, really, Nemuru..."

"Fangyi, is 300,000 enough to treat your mother's illness?" Lin Yinmeng asked.

"That's enough..."

"You work so hard just for this money, right? I can give it to you, but we can't accept any more."

"Yinmeng, then he can participate, at least in a supporting role..."

"Yes, you can participate, but you can't accept money," Lin Yinmeng instructed.

"Okay...I'm going to work." Zhao Fangyi lowered her head and prepared to leave the room.

"Wait a minute~" Lin Yinmeng suddenly called out to her again.

"If Mom can't be saved, you can come back to me. I'll still be your good sister~" Lin Yinmeng's eyes curved into crescents as she encouraged her.

"Ah..." Zhao Fangyi was speechless for a moment.

"Go ahead and get busy~"

"Then, Yinmeng, you should get some rest."

The door closed, and the cool air conditioning in the room helped Lin Yinmeng concentrate a little better. She closed her eyes.

She found it very quickly.

Yes, she didn't open her eyes, but she still found that person...

Her heart was pounding so hard that Lin Yinmeng had to soothe her heaving chest.

Intense, but painful.

"oops..."

She patted her chest and gave a sigh of relief.

"Your heartbeat recognized you before I did, Zhang Xiaotu."

Lin Yinmeng opened her eyes, stared at the boy in the picture who seemed out of place with his surroundings, and reached out to gently stroke him.

"What exactly did you do to me?"

As she looked at it, she suddenly remembered the lyrics she had once written...

In this world, all reunions are reunions after a long separation, and all partings are premeditated.

But it seems that she had been plotting their long-awaited reunion for over a thousand years.